Wednesday, March 10, 2010

So many of us are so embedded in our own little bubbles that we don't see (and especially hear) the beauty around us. The way two birds sing together in the morning, a red-eye airplane souring through the night sky as we lay in bed wide awake, leaves scraping the cement as the wind whistles,.. or how about how the rain falls from the sky and scatters into little beads of liquefied atoms? I joke that rain is when God's plumbing system malfunctions, and Kyle says it's Jesus crying. But whatever it is, it's Mother Nature's way of telling us to slow down, relax, play in the rain if you desire, and enjoy the tears... of, anything.

(Sorry if this is boring to you, but I've ALWAYS wanted to do this. Enjoy it if you can.)